Being watched had the weirdest effect on me, I could not start to pee, I screwed up my eyes and tried to make out that there was not a girl on her kn...es, no more than six inches from my crotch. At last i began to do a little dribble, then a steadier stream, then I felt a finger on my clitoris, as it pressed I stopped, as the pressure was removed I started again, it was like an on/off switch. To be honest it was very pleasant feeling and quite erotic. “Keep your eyes closed sweetness”, I heard. The bus rides cut into his pocket change but Steven finally made it to the Bronx. It was just after eleven am and the sun was making the weather almost tolerable. Teeth chattering, he pushed into the dive he knew his buddies lived at. It had been some time, he'd been jailed since October, his two accomplices getting several hundred hours of community service. The Goblin made me do it! Please! I'm so sorry! Defense only seemed to work for young women with fake tears and goons whose fathers could. I felt the other male co-workers watching me as I made my way down the hall. I could hear them licking their lips and making purring noises whenever I was near. I bit my lip and tossed my long brunette hair behind my shoulder before walking into the place where my naughty fantasies would soon become reality.“Good afternoon, Mr. Langley,” I greeted pleasantly. I sat in a chair in front of his desk, crossing my legs, making sure just a peak of my lime green panties were visible. “Ms. Brennan,. ” He reached for her, cupping her face in his hand and tilting her chin up so he could apply his lips to her neck. She hummed in his ear and turned her head further to give him room to work. Emboldened by the obvious permission, his other hand fumbled with the laces on the back of her dress, until he felt it fall loose around her slender frame. When she stepped away again to let the dress fall at her feet, he closed his eyes briefly, sending a prayer of gratitude to the Maker.He wished he could.